She puttered around the apartment, drinking coffee non-stop. At noon she got an e-mail from Dorian. ____________________________________________________ Jennifer, I know you’re not feeling so hot today. Rest up for tonight. You’ll need all your strength. Love, Dorian Dorian Taylor CEO, Taylor & Van Ness, Inc. She groaned. Her stomach was churning and her head pounded and yet just knowing she’d see his beautiful face, hear his voice and be in his arms tonight made it all better. Still, the nagging feeling she’d had about him last night remained. Would he ever tell her he loved her and just what was his secret? Somehow, she knew it had nothing to do with his sexual preferences. The fact that he’d shown her the dungeon and the inner workings of e.Vampire.com laid that theory to rest and he’d never done anything she couldn’t handle. She liked playing with him, liked that he kept things spicy and was totally unpredictable.
